Chapter 208: Chapter 207: The Ambition of [Wind]
The mountain ranges of the Ice and Snow Ridge stretched one after another. Crude, jutting wooden huts and large, carved-out caves dotted the cliff face of its highest peak.
Gales ravaged the area, pressing the trees low. Even Wind, standing at the very top, had his hair blown about like waves, his eyes narrowed to slits.
With his hands clasped behind his back and a simple, ancient Sword Scabbard at his waist, he gazed down upon the vast, snowy mountains and the members of the Demon Race flitting about below.
The mountains of the Ice and Snow Ridge were high. Standing here amidst the white, cloud-like mist, one felt as if they were truly in the heavens. Yet, it was nowhere near as high as Cold Heaven Cliff, from whose peak one felt they could reach up and pluck the clouds from the sky.
Even so, the mountain of Cold Heaven Cliff was exceptional in the entire Northern Boundary. But compared to Northern Boundary Mountain at the very center, it paled in comparison—like an ant gazing up at the moon.
An eagle is an eagle because it must fly to the highest point and look down upon all other mountains.
"Given the current situation, the North Snow Tribe shouldn’t last more than a few days. We can begin the all-out assault."
Wind muttered to himself. At the edge of his distant gaze, there seemed to be a tribe trapped in a valley, its people weakening and its warriors dwindling.
Attacking the North Snow Tribe hadn’t been easy at first. The West Ice Tribe was situated between them, after all. If too many warriors were stationed in the Ice and Snow Ridge, Cold Heaven Cliff risked an attack from the rear.
However, after a few rounds of strong assaults against the North Snow Tribe, the West Ice Tribe—whose attitude had been ambiguous—suddenly sent envoys to negotiate. After taking a batch of Treasures of Heaven and Earth unique to Cold Heaven Cliff, they completely withdrew from the Ice and Snow Ridge, allowing the Demon Race warriors to put down roots without showing any sign of launching a sneak attack on Cold Heaven Cliff.
From then on, a large number of Cold Heaven Cliff’s warriors occupied the Ice and Snow Ridge and the important hunting grounds near the North Snow Tribe, constantly grinding down their forces. In just one year, their casualties exceeded two-thirds, with an estimated hundred thousand plus people becoming food.
Wind found the West Ice Tribe’s actions amusing, yet understandable. ’They’re probably still harboring petty fantasies about their own Chosen One returning to rule the world, aren’t they?’
That Bloodline Talent for manipulating ice and snow, if truly developed, would be an incomparably powerful ability in the Northern Boundary. Gold was indeed an opponent not to be underestimated.
’But that’s only in comparison to ordinary Chosen Ones,’ he thought. ’The one backing me is a reborn Ancient Demon Emperor, the absolute King of the Kunlun Demon Clan today—Celestial.’
’Even with the many restrictions of the Northern Boundary, and even being reborn into the body of an infant, the great Demon Emperor would never have allowed himself to enter empty-handed.’
’Compared to those clueless Chosen Ones, he’s far, far ahead!’
Thinking of this, Wind was again struck by how terrifying Demon King Celestial was. The Demon Emperor, who had returned from Ancient Times and restored the heavily damaged Kunlun Demon Clan to its former glory in just half a year, would surely lead the Kunlun Demon Clan into an unprecedented new era for their race...
"SCREE—"
Suddenly, a piercing cry interrupted Wind’s reverie. His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of a familiar figure streaking through the sky. Great wings, spanning more than ten meters, stirred up a gale that sent his long hair flying.
THUD.
Black Eagle folded his wings and landed before Wind. Eyes wide, he lowered his head and reported with a shiver, "Lord Wind, a very young, black-robed warrior has suddenly appeared in the North Snow Tribe! He holds a spear that looks like a Witch’s staff and can summon Thunder, Flame, Gale, and hail!
The warriors sent to attack the North Snow Tribe’s North Snow Tower this time were completely wiped out!"
"A black-robed warrior?" A glint flashed in Wind’s eyes. His left hand subconsciously reached for the hilt protruding from his Sword Scabbard. He let out a soft snort. "So that must be the hidden power of the Human Race’s ancestors."
Black Eagle didn’t understand. He asked in a low voice, "What should we do now? Should we retreat?"
Any creature raised in the Northern Boundary, whether of the Human Race or the Demon Race, had heard plenty of legends, especially those concerning the great Demon Race tribes and the Human Race’s Main Vein Tribes.
For tens of thousands of years, great wars had occasionally broken out between humans and demons. It wasn’t as if neither side had considered annexing the other, especially the Demon Race, which was already powerful to begin with.
Unfortunately, while the smaller tribes were easy to swallow, the Main Vein Tribes had stubbornly survived to this day.
The smaller tribes were merely offshoots of the larger ones, but the Main Vein Tribes had been passed down from generation to generation. It was said that their ancestral structures stored incredible power, capable of shaking heaven and earth during every great war to repel the Demon Race forces that sought to conquer them.
Over tens of thousands of years, many outstanding Celestial Chosen Demons had appeared, yet not a single one had ever managed to lead the Demon Race to conquer a Main Vein Tribe, a testament to the tenacity of the Human Race.
Now, the legends were proving true. A world-ending power existed within the Human Race, one that could always save them from the brink of collapse!
Recalling the Thunder and Flame he had witnessed from miles away, Black Hawk’s body, over a hundred feet tall, was still trembling slightly.
"Retreat?" Wind swept a cold glance over him, the corners of his mouth hooking into a smirk. "This is the most critical moment. How can we possibly retreat?
Cold Heaven Cliff is about to make new history in the Northern Boundary, to accomplish a magnificent feat that no other great Demon Race tribe has managed in tens of thousands of years, and you’re telling me to retreat now?"
Black Hawk’s heart leaped and his pupils contracted. He lowered his head even further than before. "I await your command, Lord Wind!"
Wind didn’t spare him another glance, beginning to explain as if to himself, "The ancestors of the Human Race once reached a Realm you’ve never even heard of. Through special means, they were able to conceal the legendary Spirit Charm of the Northern Boundary, providing it to their descendants for protection.
What you saw was merely the burning of a conduit within their tribe, one that can connect to this Spirit Charm. And if I’m not mistaken, that so-called conduit should be their Elder Witch Priest.
Once his body can no longer withstand the pressure of the Spirit Charm, he will turn to ash and scatter. At that point, the North Snow Tribe will be ours for the taking.
We will be the first Demon Race clan to destroy a Main Vein Tribe of the Human Race! Everyone’s name will be recorded on the Cold Heaven Stele!"
His voice was like rolling thunder, resonating in Black Hawk’s chest and making his blood boil. "What should I do to serve the honor you will bring us, Lord Wind?"
’Things have already come this far. The true leader of Cold Heaven Cliff is now Wind, and he is leading the entire Cold Heaven Cliff demon clan to achieve a great historical feat.’
’Even if I’m terrified, even if I’m trembling, I have to swallow my fear and obey Wind’s command!’
’After inheriting the legacy of the Cold Heaven Cliff’s Ancestor, this demon in human form has grasped an extraordinary power, surpassing all the Celestial Chosen Demons recorded on the Cold Heaven Stele.’
’And he even trains in Human Race Magic Techniques and uses human weapons! His intimidating presence is like that of a Celestial Being; his words are iron law!’
SHIIING—
With a piercing scrape, the blade was drawn from its Sword Scabbard. Wind pointed his weapon in the direction of North Snow, his gaze as sharp as a hawk tracking a mouse. "Go to Cold Heaven Cliff and summon the Great Witch Priestess. It is time for her to make her sacrifice for Cold Heaven Cliff."
